Il était une femme [English translation]

She carries him like a king

With all her heart*

She lulls him with warmth

When it's cold

As simple as she breathes,

She understands him, and that's it

It's in the bed of her arms that he says softly

Sometimes voiceless

She draws illusions

When joy goes away

With patience and passion

Sometimes, without you,

I feel sad like a pianist's hand

Who'd have lost its will to play

I guess I'm not gifted without you

There was a woman

There was a woman

She always has a smile

And some dreams

For that, in the worst moments,

He gets up again

When the day goes down, she lays on his cheek

Her magic, her sweet words

The love that will keep him safe among the insane

Among the wolves

You guide me like a shepherd

Drowned by everything

But you teach me how to swim

I admit, sometimes

I feel sad like an eye without an iris

I'm afraid of passing up

Life and its beauties

There was a woman

There was a woman